To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: The Healing Factor 2

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The words hit me like a blow.

Gabriel’s body jerked again. Harder than before.

Then his eyes snapped open.

They were unfocused. Wild. Filled with something that looked like terror.

Blood started pouring from his nose.

Then from his mouth.

It ran down his chin and onto the pillow beneath his head.

"No," I said. "No, this cannot be happening."

Maren grabbed a cloth and tried to wipe away the blood, but more just kept coming.

Gabriel’s breathing turned ragged. Wet. Like he was drowning.

I stood frozen. Watching him die... Watching him slip away after everything we had done to save him.

Then I heard it.

The hum.

It started low. So faint I almost thought I imagined it because of how badly I hoped it would find me again. It was a distant vibration at first. Like something stirring just beneath the surface of the world.

Then it grew.

Not louder in sound alone, but in presence. It pressed into the room, into my chest, into my bones, until it was impossible to ignore.

I looked down at my hands.

Light bled from my palms.

Soft at first. A celestial blue glow that flickered like it wasn’t sure it belonged to me. Then it steadied, deepened, and spread across my skin in slow pulses that matched the rhythm of the hum.

It felt... alive.

The goddess.

She wasn’t just near.

She was here.

The realization settled into me with a quiet certainty that made my breath catch.

Maren stilled across the room. Her mouth opened slightly before she caught herself. Her eyes locked onto me, wide and sharp.

"Are you going to heal him?"

I didn’t answer her. I couldn’t look away from my hands.

The light was stronger now. Brighter. It curled between my fingers, gathering, as if waiting for something. For me.

Or for her will.

The hum deepened, and with it came a pull. Not forceful, not demanding, but steady. Patient. It had already decided what would happen and was simply waiting for me to catch up.

My fingers twitched.

Not entirely my own.

I swallowed, my voice quieter than I expected, but steadier too.

"I don’t think this is my choice."

I lifted my gaze, the glow reflecting faintly in Maren’s eyes.

"She’s already decided."

The hum grew louder. More insistent.

My hands moved before I could second-guess myself.

I placed them on Gabriel’s throat. Right over the wound Maren had stitched closed, and the light in response exploded outward.

It filled the room in a bright and blinding manner. I could not see anything except the glow.

Heat flooded through me. It started in my chest and spread outward through my arms. Down into my hands.

I felt it pouring into Gabriel.

The goddess’s power. Her blessing.

It moved through him like water. Filling every broken part. Every damaged cell. Every weakened organ.

I could feel his body responding.

The convulsions slowed, then stopped.

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